But Mostly, We Were Young

— banana yoshimoto, goodbye tsugumi

The WOKE LEFT is coming to STEAL YOUR BREAKFAST

— Unknown

i let the furby skins soak in fabric softener after i washed them and my sis found them and sent me:

and i have never laughed so hard x’D

never do i ever want to hear the words “furby skins” uttered ever again

You never peeled a furby?

renaissance in the 21st century

some more

the WHAT??

okay, found her

some more good replies from the notes

i didnt expect these to hit so hard but then they kept going and going….my god

🕉.

who is this... who is this question directed to? People who have some actual dietary reason to avoid fruit? Who looks at a fruit plate and goes “nuh-uh, not unless I have a week and a 20k cash prize on the line.” Is the fruit platter actually the size of a four door sedan?? Has it been poisoned? Who made this??

Life in Code: A Personal History of Technology

by Ellen Ullman

a while back I made a post along the lines of "every STEM major should have a required 'history of science' course that's just all about previously wrong and bad scientific theories like sperm all containing homunculi and spontaneous generation" and I got a lot of responses like "but STEM majors already have gen ed requirements!" and would not understand why I was specifically asking for a course that would teach people about why science is not infallible and does not exist in a vacuum and THIS IS EXACTLY WHY ACTUALLY

im at my dad’s girlfriend’s house she exists in another dimension apparently

Me watching anything

i’ve seen a lot of really messed up images in my time on the internet, weird fetish shit, even a few IRL gore images but nothing. NOTHING evokes such a deep seated, gut wrenching fear in me like this image of the fucking water slide from Action Park with the loop in it

hey what the fuck

skeletonin is the happiness chemical released when you see a ghoul or perhaps a ghost

Ripley's just fuck off and get out of here

Ripley's I'm tired of explaining this shit to you

Ripley's you know what? Whatever.

I pronounce it Massa-tu-sits, but was informed today that Massa-tu-siss is apparently the standard, so now I need to know.

im so fucking obsessed with this genre of poll where op is blissfully unaware of what the actual most popular answer would be and leaves tumblr in absolute shambles

I reject the idea that kindness and gentleness and love needs to involve a bunch of gentle flowery language

I help you move, I bake you a pie, I sit next to you on purpose. How are you not getting the message yet? What do you want? A love poem? I don’t know how to write those. Here, take this rock. It’s your favorite color.

One of my dad’s close friends reads online newspapers constantly and he always texts my dad articles that he thinks that he would enjoy. Where’s the romanticization of that kind of behavior?